When I was little, my dad taught me how to catch bees that landed on flowers. So after Easter, we would save all the plastic eggs. We would then go to a field and catch as many bees as possible and put them in the eggs. I could normally get about 3 to 4 bees per plastic egg, any more was hard, because they would be mad and would escape. What did we do with these eggs of bees? We had a war! We would then proceed to throw the eggs at each other. The funny part is, after any one of us threw an egg, we both just ran the opposite direction. We never got stung from the bees getting out of the thrown eggs, but we would get stung trying to catch them But as this article said, after a while, you get used to the pain and it really doesn't hurt.

Anaphylactic shock would be my worry, never been stung by anything bigger than a midge in my entire 33 years, and I've been in situations where I really should have been, such as being tricked into strimming the corner of a garden but not being told there was a wasps nest there until I turned to look at what everyone was laughing at and couldn't see past a wall of wasps on my visor

Hit the emergency release on the harness and ran, the main instigator who got me in there to begin with threw a rock at the nest and got stung twice